everyone has their own story
you have yours i have mine
today mine happens to be about a...
a yellow dress
and behind the yellow dress
lies a warm and beating heart
that longs to tell a story
of which we are all a part

oh oh oh i love these things
so these things shall i bee

the honey bee
it has taken me so long to get up to speed
a looooonnnggggg winter
but the sun is slowly warming me
and ssssooo here i go towards the garden of love

oh oh oh i love these things
so these things shall i bee

the garden of love i can see it now
i am meandering as fast as i can
want to sip the nectar
i am making my way back to where i belong

oh oh oh i love these things
so these things shall i bee

and when i lay me down to sleep
in my flowery keep
the moon upon my face
i dream of bowls of milk

sailin´ towards a sea of
roses